Open Poetry #34 |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
Now my father,... freed from age,... hunts a woods of oak and elm where wild boar root among the leaves to seek what food there is to find The sun goes down: on summer fields where wheat still grows as tall as men, on slender girls with secret smiles... for one who’s young... and strong again |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
and there is..... simply heartwrenching but hopeful words which deliver us unto another world. Enjoyed! |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Very heartfelt. Wonderful write. JL |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very much enjoyed the read John. Hugs~Nancy Now while the leaves still dance on the wind |
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Copperbell Senior Member
since 2003-11-08
Posts 956 |
I love this!! |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Such a sweet poem...wonderful! |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
is this how "you" remembers "Your" father? interesting. |
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